Saturday 30 December 2017

LITTLE JESUS IN THE MANGER

Little Jesus in the manger, Lying in peace and joy
Amidst the cattle with your Mother, You are her Baby Boy

Look at me here in cold severe, Coming to adore You.
With the shepherds and animals, Worship and praise Your due.

Your gentle smile shines all the while, Calling me to come near
Simple creatures whose life preaches, They are to you most dear.

Sleep gentle Babe, Divine Infant, Enter in my poor heart
There take Your seat, Jesus most sweet, Never from me depart.

Angels from your realms of glory, Wing your flight over the earth
You who sang creation’s glory, Now proclaim Jesus’ birth.

Shepherds in the field abiding, Watching the flocks by night
God with man is now residing, See, the stars’ wondrous light.

O Blessed Babe, in manger stall, O Child of Love and Light
O Holy Son sent from above, Sleep peacefully tonight.

Shine brightly star of Bethlehem, So that all men may see
The King whose love will rule the world, Throughout eternity.


Monday 25 December 2017

MUSINGS AT THE MANGER

A starlit cave – a cattle shed,
A little Babe in manger bed;
King of the Universe in rags I see,
Eternity contained in time for me.

Helpless Babe – immensity made small,
Loving response to Father’s call
To lift creation from its fall
Lamb sacrificed for us all.

Amidst the beasts on hay He rests
With simple shepherds as His guests
The little ones are His conquests
“Be meek and humble” He requests.

A new bright light through a veil
Shines on the child so frail;
Worldly wise, to comprehend this fail.
Faith alone can this mystery unveil.

The gentiles walk by the star -
The Magi with gifts come from afar;
They adore the CHILD – not royal power
Divinity made flesh as all mortals are.

Vast His kingdom but narrows its door’
Entered with care by the small and the poor
Owning naught but love absolutely pure
Passed through the crucible of trials galore.

Infant sweet, You I greet
Kneeling at your Mother’s feet;
Fill my heart with love replete,
My life with yours keeps its beat.
                              

Friday 22 December 2017



my infant king
See dressed in Gold, white and red he stands,
A King shedding out blood and water from his side.
He stands up high with a globe in his hands,
To watch over us and to be our guide.

With sparkling eyes and a tender smile,
Stands at the door of my heart with arms open wide.
Oh gentle Jesus come and stay a while,
With you by my side, I’ll sail every tide.

Oh Infant Jesus how I run to thee,
And loose myself in your embrace.
Your perfect obedience is an example for me,
From shame and disgrace, you set me free.

Dear Jesus we honor and bless your name,
And sing your praises till all acclaim.
Infant Jesus will reign ov’r the hearts of all,
And answer us whenev’r we call.

Wednesday 29 November 2017

CARMEL ITSELF RESEMBLES A CASTLE
We can relate Carmel as an interior castle. It was my first experience in my life to see a cloistered convent when I came to Malayattoor, Mount Carmel. It was in the Year of Mercy, our loving God gave me the chance to visit this "Heaven on earth". I was little bit terrified when I saw the black curtains but I gathered my courage and spoke with the sisters. Like Jeremiah in 17:12 "Our Temple is like a glorious throne, standing on a high mountain from the beginning". It seems that this house was formed in God’s heart from the beginning. I experienced that our Carmel is the place which was sanctified by the coming of St. Thomas the Apostle, was really the glorious throne of heaven on earth.
I was pleased to remain in my cell like our St. Little flower. I see this house and my little cell like the heaven on earth. Our life is a pilgrimage from this heaven on earth to the eternal home. I thank God for planting a soul into this more fertile soil from the place where I was, to have this heavenly experience in this life on earth. We are called to be the mother of souls and the gates of heaven shall be opened for us when we reach there with the many souls, we have saved for God. I praise God who knew me before I was formed in my mother’s womb and chosen me to live in this house.
God healed me form the fear of black curtain in the parlour by revealing to me its significance. As we know that black colour reminds us about death. Yes, it is those who have the courage to die for Christ who enter here to be dead to the world, dead to the passion of your body and dead to one's own will. God gives us the strength to die to the three enemies - the body, world and devil. Only those who have the desire to be dead to these enemies can enter and live here happily. It is the extreme love for God which is the way to Carmel. It is that burning love which has brought us here. When we enter this castle through the gate of love we can see many mansions in it. We have the tabernacle where we find God in the Holy Eucharist, besides that each cell is also a place where we find God’s presence. Hermitage is another beautiful place where the  mighty presence of God prevails. The more you keep the interior silence the more you can experience God’s presence in these places. My Cell is the common meeting place of my spouse with me, there my soul becomes one with Him, I speak with Him and nothing disturbs me there. This cell is also an altar, from which the fragrance of prayer spreads to the whole world. St. Edith Stein says, "from the cell to heaven”! Yes, by living in the cell which is the soul of Carmel, let us come in union with the Holy Trinity and continue this heavenly experience now on earth and then in eternity.

Carmel Malayattoor


 

Saturday 25 November 2017


HAIL REDEEMER KING DIVINE,
PRIEST AND LAMB, THE THRONE IS THINE.
KING WHOSE REIGN SHALL NEVER CEASE,
PRINCE OF EVERLASTING PEACE.

KING WHOSE NAME CREATION THRILLS,
RULE OUR MINDS, OUR HEARTS,OUR WILLS.
TILL IN PEACE EACH NATION RINGS
WITH THY PRAISES 
KING OF KINGS.

Sunday 12 November 2017



The Power of Prayer

Life is all about building relationships – with others, with God and with myself. Prayer is one such relationship. Prayer is all about relating to God, spending time with him, being aware of his presence. Prayer is very important in our lives. We can draw great inspiration from Jesus. If we take a look at Mark 1: 30 – 39 we realize that Jesus was full of zeal to spread the message of the kingdom of GOD. It would have been a very busy day in the life of Jesus. But finally Jesus went to a lonely place early in the morning and resorted to prayer, a conversation with his heavenly Father.  Jesus was tired at the end of the day. But by sharing with his Heavenly Father all his feelings, anxieties and aims Jesus regains the strength he needs to carry out the mission entrusted to him.
Prayer is like a mobile charger. When the mobile battery goes down, you plug in the charger and after some time the mobile begins to work efficiently. In the same way prayer recharges us and gives us the energy we need to carry on with our work. This is just one incident in the life of Jesus. In the Gospel there are many instances where it is mentioned that Jesus went to a lonely place to pray. Before Jesus chose 12 apostles he spent the entire night in prayer. God is indeed happy if we consult him before we begin a new journey or a new task. In Isaiah30: 1 – 18 God reproves the people of Israel for not consulting him.
Certain illnesses can be healed only through the power of prayer. The best example for this is found in Mathew 17: 14 – 21, when a man comes to Jesus because his son has epilepsy and the apostles could not heal the child. After the man left, the apostles asked Jesus why they couldn’t heal the boy. To this Jesus replied, “This can be done only through prayer.” Prayer has the power to overcome anything.
True prayer leads to an encounter with God. As we have seen above, Jesus shared everything with his Father in Heaven. In the same way we can freely share everything with God. By sharing with him we lighten our burden. When you encounter God you are no longer the same. Prayer has the ability to transform a person. It’s true that overnight you won’t see a change in yourself but if you believe, daily God is making some changes in you. A popular saying goes – Day by day nothing seems to be changing but when you look behind everything is different, THAT’S LIFE.
If one encounters God through prayer, the others around can notice a difference in the person. For example when Moses came down from the tent of meeting his face was shining so much that the people had to cover their faces. On Mount Taber Jesus was transfigured. Just to cite a few examples.
Reflecting on prayer I remembered an article I had read from a book. Prayer is GUIDANCE – God, U and I DANCE. Prayer is like a couple dancing together to soft waltz music. God and you cooperate with each other. He gently nudges you to bring you closer to himself. He leads you gently into following his steps.
We as Carmelites are fortunate to spend the 1st hour of our day with God. He is our creator who has blessed us with yet another beautiful day. In prayer you will find the peace and consolation you need. You also get the strength you need to carry out the tasks assigned to you for the day. It will surely make a difference in your life.
Remember – The phone lines to heaven are currently free. God is waiting to speak to your heart.
Go speak to him freely.
Sr. Rose of Infant Jesus (Lyan)  O.C.D Novice
Carmel of God the Father, Pune.


Tuesday 31 October 2017


O Jesus source of endless life, be near to help us and defend.
O Mary Mother of Our Lord, lead us to heaven in the end.

You Angel Hosts suffused with light, 
You Patriarchs who heard God's call.
You Prophets chanting mysteries, obtain forgiveness for us all.

May that triumphant martyr band, with Priests majestic in array
And virgins standing near their Spouse, 
combine to wash our guilt away.

You monks and all you Saints on high, 
we long to be with you there.
Implore your patronage today, O listen to our humble prayer.

Sunday 15 October 2017

               







“ LOVE  DOESN’T  CONSIST  IN  GREAT DELIGHT  BUT IN  DESIRING  WITH  STRONG   DETERMINATION  TO  PLEASE  GOD  IN  EVERYTHING, IN  STRIVING, INSOFAR  AS  POSSIBLE,  NOT  TO  OFFEND  HIM, AND IN ASKING  HIM  FOR  THE  ADVANCEMENT  OF  THE  HONOR  AND  GLORY  OF  HIS  SON .”  (I.C 1V M) 

october 15th feast of st. teresa.
      
  

Sunday 1 October 2017


DOCTOR OF THE LITTLE  WAY

Doctor of the Little Way,
Philosopher par excellence of our day
Little Therese, though hidden you stay
The whole world seems to be under your sway.

Rejoicing in God’s mercy-filled greatness
You exulted in your own weakness
‘Twas “agape” – the result of creative kindness
That constituted you, Love’s striking witness.

Living by faith in Christ’s mystery
Your eventless life made history
Consumed by love in union with Mary
Triumphantly gaining bloodless martyr’s glory.

Through the light of darkest nights
Your faith grew to the highest heights
Willing to forego imagination’s bright lights -
Feelings, reasonings, even intuitive insights!

 Total abandonment to God – your shield;
Fruits of confidence and hope was its yield;
The sword of suffering in joy you'd wield,
Harvesting souls in and out of Carmel’s field.

Our Sister, friend, model and guide,
Heroism behind little acts you’d hide
Patroness of the missions – known far and wide
Carmel’s greatness, glory, joy and pride.

Fired with courage, yet with will so weak
As we dare to scale the heights of Carmel’s peak
Therese our own, help us to seek
His kingdom alone, in love’s spirit meek.

(October 1st. Feast of St. Therese of the Child Jesus) 




Saturday 23 September 2017



Prayer of a simple soul

Dear Mother you say to me
Let nothing trouble you …………………
Something happens I am troubled, no peace of mind, no sleep and I become restless and disturbed and disturb others as well.

Dear Mother you say to me
Let nothing frighten you………………….
But I get frightened very easily even for small things and loose courage, strength and what not..

Dear Mother you say to me
All things pass away…………………….
But I hold on to many things, not ready to give up easily.

Dear Mother you say to me
Patience obtains all things……………………
But I have no patience at all, whatever has to be done must be finished at once, cannot wait for another second. It has to be done quickly.

Dear Mother you say to me
All things changes God alone suffices………………….
But I find very difficult to change, help me to have the courage to change what I cannot change and to go forward. I am most feeble,
Weak and imperfect, I ask you dear Mother help me, guide me in my difficulties, doubts, trials and misunderstanding. That I too may accept Gods plan in my life and conform my will to HIS will.
Amen.

Carmel of Mangalore

(Based on the BOOK MARK OF ST. TERESA)


Thursday 7 September 2017


Year after year St. Anna was waiting,
For a child the fruit of their love.
Fervently praying, their love never ceasing,
Waiting, for a sign from above.

Their efforts bore fruit,
God opened St. Anna’s womb.
Immaculate Conception firmly took root,
Spotless from womb to the tomb.

St. Anna, St. Joachim proud parents of Mary,
Rejoiced at the birth of their child.
Fairest of creatures, the features of Mary,
There’s none like her, meek and mild.

Rejoice, Rejoice,
Oh see how your parents rejoice!!
Sweetly and tenderly, she sleeps like a dove,
In a cradle made for her with love.

                                                                                              Sr. Rose of Infant Jesus (Novice)                                        

Saturday 2 September 2017

THE INCURRUPT BODY OF ST. THERESE MARGARET.
The grace of Deus caritas est
One Sunday after Pentecost, on the 28th of June, 1767, when Sister Teresa Margaret was officiating in choir, she read out the little chapter at Terce: “Deus caritas est.” She had heard these words repeatedly, Sunday after Sunday, for the past three years, but now it seemed as though she understood them for the first time - or rather, her understanding of them was raised to an entirely different plane. The verse struck her with the force of a revelation: “God is love; he who dwells in love dwells in God, and God in him.” This dwelling had been the goal of all her striving, seeking as she did to imitate the interior life and hidden operations of Christ. From that day onwards the necessity of proving her love by deeds became so compelling a force that it was obvious to her sisters that some special grace had been given her. “Nobody comes to the Father except through Jesus,” she said. “To come to God who is everything and consequently all good, no fatigue must seem to us too great; we must not be put off either by the difficulties we meet on the way, but accept bitterness and welcome every kind of cross with eagerness. By these means, which are precisely those of Jesus Christ, it is not difficult to come to the true God, to live in charity, to walk in love.”
Despite her customary reticence and assiduity in concealing any graces or spiritual favors, the fact that something out of the ordinary had taken place on that Sunday morning was apparent to all. For days the young nun seemed quite out of herself, and the sudden illumination that the words had sent flooding into her soul is difficult to explain, because of the seeming triviality of the incident and her own habitual silence about such things. It marked the beginning of a new stage in her spiritual life, as Father Ildefonse was quick to observe. From this time, he noticed that the quiet, self-possessed and reserved sister appeared to withdraw even more into herself, becoming engrossed in a silent, determined, and conscious awareness of the presence within her, and her endeavors to attain to perfect union with Him. However, this withdrawal was a purely spiritual matter, and there was no suggestion of cutting herself adrift from the community, for she continued to give herself wholeheartedly to all, in her services as infirmarian, in companionship and sympathy at recreation, and in never avoiding her share of work on the grounds of seeking more solitude.
Speaking to Father Ildefonse one day, she tried to express to him something of the significance those words God is love now held for her, but she became almost incoherent in her emotion. “Just as the soul in the state of grace (which is charity) is in God, God is in her. Just as the soul lives the life of God, so does God in a certain way live IN her. And so it is that between them there is but a single life, a single love ... God alone! The difference is that God has all by essence, whereas the creature has it only by participation and grace.” And, adds Father Ildefonse, “Note that these words came from a simple child who had never studied and knew no theology apart from what her instinct taught her.” 
Father Ildephonse reflecting on her death remarked “she could not have lived very much longer so great was the strength of the love of God in her”.
                               HER FEAST DAY IS CELEBRATED ON SEPTEMBER 1st.






Saturday 5 August 2017

A LESSON FROM CHILDREN
                Before joining Carmel, I used to regularly play board games with a friend of mine. This friend had a little girl who, being around two years old, would sit with one of us and watch the game with lot of excitement. Sometimes we would allow her to roll the dice at which her eyes would light up and she would shout with joy. We always wondered what she understood but were happy to see her happy. But as she started getting older, things slowly started changing.  She was no longer satisfied with being a mere spectator. As soon as we would start the game, she would rush to the board and pick up the dice and say “They are MINE!” We would tell her, “Yes they are yours, but can we please have them for some time so we can play?” But no amount of coaxing or bargaining would make her yield the dice. Finally, after having tried everything, we would try to distract her and

slowly get the dice out of her fist. But she was smarter than we thought. As soon as she sensed what we were trying to do, she
would put the dice in her mouth! At this we had to accept defeat and leave her alone for fear that she might swallow them rather than give them to us.
Incidents like these or similar ones may be common in families with small children. We may think it is cute and funny. Some may even analyze it psychologically and comment on the behaviour of the child and/or the parents. But is there anything that we can learn from this? I would like to suggest two of them.

1.      We are no different from children. In the case of children, we permit such behaviour, to some extent, because we think it is harmless and that they will overcome it with age. But if we introspect and look into our own lives, we find in ourselves the same unyielding character. The dice get replaced with something else. We all have attachments that we are not ready to let go of, come what may. We all desire to have a faith like Abrahams but are rarely ready to make sacrifices. The attachment may be to money, fame, authority, beauty, clothes, our passions, knowledge, shopping, MY ideas, MY reason, MY opinion, MY suggestion, and many other things that we cannot detach from but which are really a hindrance in our growth as spiritual persons and also in our daily relationships with people.
We fail to see that everything that we have is received as a gift from God and we actually have nothing of our own, not even our own life.
2.      When we see such behaviour in children, doesn’t it actually make us wonder what Jesus may have meant when he said “Unless you become like little children, you cannot enter the kingdom of God (Mt 18:3) “. The essence lies in the same behaviour mentioned above. The only thing worth clinging on to is the Kingdom of God. No amount of persecution, trials, and worldly attractions should take us away from this. The kingdom of God is our only Goal. The more we empty ourselves of our attachments, the more we will be filled with God.
What are you attached to? The kingdom of God, or something else? If it is something else then maybe it’s time to loosen your fist and maybe even open the mouth and spit out at least one of the dice.
             Sr.  Benedicta of the Holy Face (Novice)
                           Carmel of God the Father, Pune



Monday 31 July 2017

THE PEARL - OH THE PEARL

The pearl, the pearl, the pearl
Oh! The pearl how it fascinates me
Oh! If I could only have that pearl!
The pearl of great price


This desire kept growing in me 
Oh! If only I could have that pearl!
Who will help me get it?
Oh! That pearl of great price


I knelt at the Lord’s feet
“Lord I really, wish to have that pear”
The Lord said – “Child go sell all you have and buy it “


All I have? What is it that I a poor Carmelite has?
Only my pride, jealousy, gossiping, attachment, my egos,
Oh the list is endless
“These are my possessions, Lord not this not that and this may be I can give up”


It was hard it was difficult
But my desire to posses the pearl kept growing stronger.
‘All for you Lord all for you everything I have I give to you’
In loving surrender I surrender myself
And Lo – the pearl was mine
Receiving His grace day by day
In Carmel Oh my beloved Carmel.
                                                                   Sr. Caroline  o.c.d
                                                                          Hassan Carmel.

Wednesday 19 July 2017


BLESSED ISIDORE BAKANJA – Martyr for the Scapular
            The Brown Scapular of our Lady of Mount Carmel is a Sacramental well-known to many of us. Most of us received it on the day of our Baptism or First Communion or on the feast of Our Lady of Mount Carmel (16th July), which has also become synonymous as the feast of the Brown Scapular.
The Brown Scapular is an external sign of the filial relationship established between the Blessed Virgin Mary, Mother and Queen of Mt. Carmel, and the faithful who entrust themselves totally to her protection, who have recourse to her maternal intercession, who are mindful of the primacy of the spiritual life  and the  need for prayer. [CDW, Directory on Popular Piety and the Liturgy:  Principles and Guidelines (205)]. We see all the above mentioned attributes manifested in the person of Blessed Isidore Bakanja, who is relatively less known even in the Carmelite circles.
Blessed Isidore Bakanja was a native of the Democratic Republic of Congo, then Belgian Congo. He was baptized at the age of 18 by Trappist monks and the same day he was also vested in the Brown Scapular of our Lady of Mount Carmel. The monks encouraged all their converts to wear the scapular, telling them that the Scapular and the Rosary were the means by which they could show their Christian faith to others. This lesson was taken very seriously by Isidore.
He worked as a mason on a Belgian rubber plantation where most of the Belgian agents were Atheists. The workers were strictly forbidden from practicing their faith or exhibiting their piety openly. Despite the prohibition, Blessed  Isidore not only continued to pray openly but went a step further and fearlessly began catechizing his fellow workers in his own simple way.
The, apparently worthless, piece of cloth around his neck seemed to threaten the atheist agents who detested Isidore, his Christian faith and the values promoted by it.The wrath of his agents was finally unleashed upon him when, one day, he was asked to remove his scapular. To Blessed Isidore this demand was akin to apostasy and he undauntedly refused to remove the scapular. To break his resolve, he was flogged twice after which he was again asked to remove his scapular.  However, Blessed Isidore remained firm and refused again. This refusal so angered the agent that he tore off the scapular from his neck and threw it to the dogs. He was pinned to the ground and lashed more than 100 times with a whip made of elephant hide with nails on the end. He was then chained to a tree for days with very little food and water.
            On learning of an inspection of the Rubber plantations, the agents tried to move Isidore to another village. Scarcely able to walk, Isidore hid in the forest. When the inspector reached the plantation, he dragged himself up to him. The shocked Inspector later said, “I saw a man come from the forest with his back torn apart by deep, festering, malodorous wounds, covered with filth, assaulted by flies.”
The inspector took him away from the plantation and tried to treat his sores. But it was too late. His agony endured for another 6 months. During this time, he was visited by some Missionaries who counseled him to forgive his perpetrator. Isidore assured them that had already forgiven him and told them “When I am in heaven, I shall pray for him very much.”  Blessed Isidore Bakanja died on Aug 15, 1909, Scapular around his neck and Rosary in hand.
The Scapular is a reminder that “in Baptism we have been clothed in Christ, with the assistance of the Blessed Virgin Mary, solicitous for our conformation to the Word Incarnate, to the praise of the Trinity, we may come to our heavenly home wearing our nuptial garb.”[CDW, Directory on Popular Piety and the Liturgy:  Principles and Guidelines (205)].
At his beatification ceremony, Saint John Paul II in his homily said, “Isidore was faithful to the gift of his Baptism....Isidore, your sharing in the paschal mystery of Christ, in the supreme work of his love, was total. Because you desired to be loyal to your baptismal faith whatever the cost, you suffered scourging like your Master. Like your Master on the Cross, you forgave your persecutors; and you showed yourself to be a builder of peace and reconciliation.”
As seen in the life of Blessed Isidore Bakanja, the maternal protection of the Blessed Virgin Mary does not mean an escape from the trials, temptations, sufferings and persecutions of this life. She does not promise a path strewn with roses. However, Our Lady does promise to accompany us along the way of the Cross. Blessed Isidore did not see the Scapular as a amulet or charm. He braved every suffering and would not be separated from his badge of belonging to Jesus and Mary.It is good to note that Isidore was only about 20-30 years (because we are not sure of his year of birth – which could be anywhere between (1880-1890) at the time of his martyrdom, and a Christian for just three years. What an example for Christians, and especially Carmelites!
Our Lady will obtain the necessary graces to courageously endure the trials and sufferings of life, upto the point of death, for a child of hers who has been a staunch disciple of her Son, faithful to a life of prayer and who trusts in the power of her intercession.

All chaste lily, rising despite the thorn,
Strengthen, help us, So feeble, soon forlorn,
Great protectress.

Be our armour, Valiant for Christ when war
Rages round us, Hold high the Scapular
Strong and saving.
 (Excerpts from the hymn Flower of Carmel, attributed to Saint Simon Stock)

 Sr. Benedicta of the Holy Face (Novice)
Cloistered Carmel of God the Father, Pune